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"Humph!" The Tatar's troops had the guts! Whoever dares to invade our borders will be killed! Soldiers, kill! Not a single one remained! When we return to the capital, This King will heavily reward you! "

The tender feelings he had towards her earlier had suddenly turned into ruthlessness. He had ordered a slaughter to be carried out. It was just as merciless as the day he had ordered to cut off her limbs and channel the medicine into her mouth.

"Kill!" Kill! Kill! " A chorus of replies came from the surroundings. It was a low and majestic response that could only be heard from the soldiers galloping on the battlefield. Following that, there was an even more tragic sound of killing than the one that came from the group of assassins chasing her.

However, Huo Mingzhu could no longer hear anything, the only sound she had left in the sarcophagus instantly disappeared. Her head had been lowered ever since the person beside her appeared, and her eyes were moist and hot. She could barely find her soul, and her hands were tightly clutching her blood-stained clothes at her side.

His slender fingers wielded a black iron sword, a symbol of the Great God of War bestowed upon him by the previous Emperor.

The heavy, icy silver armour had traces of blood on it, and it was stained with the black soil of the northern border.

His firm chin, thin lips, and extremely handsome face all narrowed his phoenix-like eyes. He coldly gazed at the Shura Field in front as if he was accustomed to killing. His sole purpose in living was to capture victory!

's tears suddenly rolled down her face. Yes, it was the Great Yong War God, Baili Zonglv. It wasn't wrong at all. What was wrong was that time had gone by in a mess. There was absolutely no way for him to repeat that time!

She had followed her uncle, Pingyang Duke, from the northwest to Shang Jing in March. Since she was unwell during their journey, she had made a trip, but in the end, they met with assassins, and her uncle was unable to save her. Seeing that she had died here, Baili Zonglv, who had obtained victory, decided to save her from the abyss of suffering.

Seeing Huo Mingzhu staring at him in a daze, Baili Zonglv realized and retracted his gaze, lowering his head to look at her eyes. Seeing the tears at the corner of her eyes, his brows knitted slightly. His almond-shaped eyes narrowed, "Are you scared to tears?"

He wiped away the blood on his face and comforted Huo Mingzhu with a smile: "Don't be afraid, with me here, those Tatar can't hurt you even a little."

Huo Mingzhu suddenly closed her eyes. Baili Zonglv's voice, face, and even the sensation of her fingers on his fingers were all the same, she still felt that she was alive, so what about the wrong time?

"General ?" Huo Mingzhu suddenly opened his mouth and asked a question that Baili Zonglv did not expect, "Today ? But may the heavens be blessed at the first of March in twenty-five years? "

Baili Zonglv was startled, a look of doubt flashed past her phoenix eyes, and then she laughed and nodded: "Yes, that's right ? The girl has a good memory. "

He joked in addition to the answer, as if knowing that she was too frightened to think of anything else.

As he spoke, an assassin sneaked an attack from behind. Baili Zonglv listened in all directions, hugged Huo Mingzhu and turned, killing the assassin. With a cold smile, he said, "There are actually such a large force in Tatar? "I believe his ambition is not dead. While we are at peace with the Great Yong, he is also allowing the retreating troops to invade the south. He is truly unforgivable!"

When the assassin fell, a drop of hot blood splashed onto Huo Mingzhu's face. She stayed in Baili Zonglv's embrace, listening to his familiar calm voice, countless memories flashed past her mind - soft and gentle, sweet and tender, filled with the feelings of a young girl, talking about marriage, marriage, and the joy of marriage, they were all blissful and happy, but when a good man goes through the motions, he turned into a hero and changed into a wolf. He increased her terrifying killing intent, crippled her limbs and tendons.

Due to the bone-piercing coldness and hatred in his heart, cold sweat flowed down along Huo Mingzhu's temples. His fingers tightly gripped the lapel of his clothes. Endless hatred was stuck in her throat like a venomous snake. She could not swallow it nor spit it out. Her body trembled violently and she almost couldn't stand anymore.

"What's wrong?" Baili Zonglv noticed her abnormality and immediately hugged her tightly. Originally, Huo Mingzhu could have been walking on his own, but now, he was pressing all over his body onto Baili Zonglv's arm instead.

With a "la la" sound, Baili Zonglv swung his sword and cut the ice arrow in two. At the same time, the last assassin was chopped off his horse.

"Miss, where are you hurt?" Baili Zonglv saw that Huo Mingzhu's entire body was limp, he did not hesitate at all and immediately carried her up, walking towards the west, and shouted: "Where is the Military Doctor?!"

Huo Mingzhu let Baili Zonglv hug her, her breathing was still not smooth, but she gradually regained consciousness amidst the crackling sounds of his chainmail. Her eyes, which were originally filled with tears, suddenly turned cold little by little, as the coldness seeped into her bones ?

Blessed be the first of March, 25th ?" March 1st! She was fifteen years old and had been on the bloody battlefield with Hundred Miles Sect Leader. With his protection, she was safe and sound and had fallen in love with Hundred Miles Sect Leader.

"General, there's someone behind us!" Some soldiers warned Baili Zonglv.

Amidst the dust and sand, Huo Mingzhu squinted her eyes. She saw her uncle, Pingyang Duke Lin Congyue, sitting on the horse back. Even though he was quite a distance away, she could still feel his concern.

Uncle was alive, not the head hanging from the tower! The world was alive, it was not the despair of the stone coffin in the underground palace! Baili Zonglv was alive, not because she wanted to but because she couldn't touch a single hair on his head!

The wasteland was filled with scattered corpses, as well as scattered torches. The light of the torches was being extinguished little by little. Since the white of the east had already passed and the dark night had passed, Huo Mingzhu's eyes were filled with boundless warmth. Time could actually start over again, and she could actually return back to fifteen years old.